This is the continuing story of the Succubi called Storm Clouds…
Chapter 14 starts and Tom discovers that Camilla made a promise she shouldn’t have made…
Storm Clouds 78
After Camilla had left, Tom spent the next thirty minutes grilling Bill over what he did, what he was doing, and if he could suggest anyone in his company that might have taken it upon themselves to attack Brent and his wife. He came to the decision that, while Bill wasn’t obviously involved in what happened, there was no clear way that he could dismiss the possibility that someone that worked for Bill had done the deed. Or that Bill was hiding something from him.
That bothered him.
It wasn’t that he didn’t believe what Bill had said, it was the sheer stupidity of Bill going off his rocker and watching him go off on a tirade over the injustice that had been done to him in his eyes.
Tom didn’t enjoy pushing at his old friend. Worse was trying to break all of the explanations and reasons that he wasn’t responsible for what had happened. Most of the reasons made sense, most of them, but one exchange just about pushed Bill over the edge and that worried him.
Tom sighed and paced in front of the offices again, he was sure that the workers inside were looking at him oddly, but he didn’t care. Bill was not quite cleared, that one piece of evidence would damn him in court if it came to that.
Tom hoped that it wouldn’t.
Camilla came into view soon after, her heels clicking on the concrete floor of the warehouse. Tom noticed that Billy wasn’t there and wasn’t too pleased about that. He had been intending to grill him next thanks to the admission he had heard, but now prepared to go and hunt him down and corner him. Filing away the thoughts on his old friend, he called out to Camilla, “Where’s Billy? Have to talk to him.”
“No you don’t. He’s not to blame for this. He nor his father.”
Tom rubbed his chin a moment, then said, “You got a feeling or something?”
She looked around then nodded and explained, “Let’s just say that my… feelings… are pretty accurate.”
Turning away the reply was, “You’ll have to explain that to me sometime. Soon would be great. Before I have to toss them both in jail.”
Camilla looked at him curiously and then followed behind. Tom seemed to be in a rush to get out of the warehouse and she found herself running a bit to keep up with him. Then she asked, “Do you have something to charge them with?”
“Enough to charge him. Making threats. He was foolish in front of a lot of people. That’s a big no-no in things like this.”
“Passions of the heart can make us all say silly things we don’t mean at the moment they are said.”
“Passions can, have killed in the past you know.”
Camilla had caught up to him finally, and as she walked beside, started to lecture Tom a bit, “Those are not passions. Those are misguided beliefs and desires that pull one from what is important to oneself. It is easy to fall to darker desires and temptations than it is to hold the more important things within.”
“You know, I don’t understand all of that stuff. I’m just a simple man. I haven’t got the time to deal with theories and wishes. I deal in facts. Give me some of those and I’ll be able to deal with that.”
“All right. Fact, Bill said that he would never harm a lady. You agree that he would not either. Therefore, he cannot be the one to have done the deed nor make the order to have it done.”
“Okay, see that’s not a fact. That is conjecture.”
“Is it? I don’t think so. I have…”
“A feeling? You said that before. What does that mean?”
The pair exited the warehouse, but Camilla did not continue to speak until she was quite sure that no one could hear her.
“I… We, know people by their souls Thomas. When I touched your hand, I knew that you were a good man. I also know that you have a troubled past and that you have lost someone close to you.”
Tom’s look was a mix of shock and concern, but before he could say anything she continued.
“I didn’t look deeply into you. I did not look into your memories. I could have, but you didn’t give me permission, so all I knew was that you cared about what happened to Patricia, for whatever reason you had, and so…”
He stopped walking, “You used me.”
“No. I did not. I gave you the card, I gave you the chance to walk away, you decided that you needed to find out more and you came into our world. Do not confuse the seeing of an open door with walking through it. You had the choice. You made it.”
Tom wanted to rant at her, but the logic was sound. He did poke his nose in, and he was deep in it now. With a sigh he asked, “How much do you know about Bill and his son?”
“Enough to know that Bill has not killed anyone. Ever. I can say the same for Billy as well.”
“Okay, explain that. In simple words so that my mind doesn’t break.”
Camilla laced her hands together and explained, “If you are dark, or have been touched by the dark. If you have killed or done something that serves the dark and makes it gain power, you are marked, in your soul, with that. If I touch someone like that, I’ll know. The same is true of someone that has been touched by the light, but it is different.”
“Weird. Sort of sounds like you are a divining rod.”
She giggled a bit, “Divine I’m not.”
And with her right hand she pointed at her forehead.
“What most people are, generally, are shades of grey. That’s normal and what we expect from most. But there are always exceptions to that rule. If either of them had killed, the would not be grey. They would be dark. I don;t sense that in either of them.”
“So, you give them a pass?”
“I give them the benefit of the doubt. There is nothing in them that screams they are the ones. But…”
“I asked Billy for a favor.”